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LIFE'S 
ROSARY 

and OTHER BAL- 
LADS 0/ TRUTH 

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R . M A Y M E 
R B I S N 

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Published by 

J. F. ROWNY PRESS 

LosAngeles, California 
1920 



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Copyright 1920 
by 

R. MAYME ROBISON 

Los Angeles, Cal. 



©C1A599037 



SEP 25 1920 / C^ 



PREFACE 
GO ^ORTH, little; verse^s, and 

LET YOUR LIGHT SHINK, ShiNE, 
SHINE! WHILE YOU MAY NOT 

BE A BEACON Torch oe Truth, 

IE YOU CAN AID, — BY YOUR TINY 
RAY, — SOME EARNEST SEEKER, — 
OR PERHAPS SOME DISCOURAGED 
SEEKER, — WE WILL BE HAPPY. 

R. Mayme Robison. 
1611 West 48th St, 
Los Angeles, Calif. 



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Lifes Rosary 

pWN in the depths of a humble heart, 
} The pearls of Life are found; 

'^(^OVhey gather each of their marvelous 

^""^^ tints, 

— ^^ From sorrow, and tear, and wound; 

For pearls that are made of trials o'er-come, 
Will last through eternity; 

And each will be formed a perfect gem. 
To place in Life's rosary. 

The pearl of kindness adds to the strand, 

A beauty reflecting the Sun; 
And pearls of brotherly love and care. 

Will add to the strand begun; 
Then day after day, as the years roll by. 

We give service so lovingly; 
A glorif.ed self forms the cross which we, 

Shall place in Life's rosary. 



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Life's Rosary and 

The Bethesda of Truth 

V^\BSUS said to the man at the pool; — 
jlStpl "Take up thy bed and walk." 
Today Christ speaks to each weary heart, 

Longing for health and peace and joy; 
Depend not on another's part, 

In finding the Truth without alloy. 

Know that the pool is broad and deep; 

Healing zvaters for each and all; 
Only strive God's commandments to keep. 

With ear attuned to heavenly call; 
Altho your sins be of scarlet hue. 

Truth makes you pure as morning dew. 



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Other Ballads of Truth 

The Corner-Stone of Purity 

IJSI^^ T^w/?/^ that we build for God, 
^Boni Most magnificat must he; 
Foundation deep on Truth and Love, 
With corner-stone of purity. 

As zve rear the walls to lofty height, 

Bach thought and deed a stone; 
Let none be used zvith flazv or blight — 

Choose each for perfection alone. 

Then place the windozvis to let in the Sun; 

The Sun of God's radiant love; 
And finish the spire so nobly begun. 

With a cross that points above. 

Oh that our lives may be build ed aright, 
With deeds of service and sanctity; 

Building zvith thoughts of pozver and might, 
Round the corner-stone of purity. 



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Life's Rosary and 

I Live, Dear Mother Mine 

\r\\H do not moan and sigh, 

E^ And blind your eyes with tears; 

Dear mother mine, I did not die; 

So rest and calm your fears. 

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Ah no! I burst my bonds and fled; 

Onward and upward my soul will go; 

Brighter and grander my life zmll be, 

Where time is dissolved in eternity. 

Do not grieve or wish me there, 
I would not leave this realm so fair; 
I live, I LIVE, dear mother mine, 
My life shall be one song sublime. 



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Other Ballads of Truth 

Speak to My Heart 

V^^PBAK to my heart, Love Divine; 
mm Help me to knozv Fm. a child of Thine; 
Teach me, O Father, how best to pray, 
To live a purer life each day. 

Speak to my heart, O Love Divine; 
ril do Thy will, tho opposed to mine; 
Til zvalk in the path Thou leadest, Lord, 
Guide me in thought and deed and zvord. 

Speak to my heart, O Love Divine; 
Tell me what's best for this soul of mine; 
Tm waiting Father, with listening ear, 
Tho you speak faintly, I shall hear. 



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Life's Rosary and 

Immanuel 

rf^HOUGH your path be lone and drear, 
i^^Heartaches many through the year; 
Lift your eyes in faith and say, — 
God is with me all the way. 

When your mind is much perplexed. 
And your soul zvith life is vexed; 
Lift your eyes in faith and say, — 
God is with me all the zvay. 

When your loved ones prove untrue. 
And the world seems harsh to you; 
Lift your eyes in faith and say, — 
God is with me all the zvay. 

The time will come when you shall reap, 
Of that faith you've sozvn so deep; 
Then you can look up and say, — 
GOD WAS WITH MB ALL THE WAY. 



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Otker Ballads of Truth 

Roll Away the Stone 

\^Q\OLL the stone azcay from your heart, 
^^ And let the Christ come in; 
Then open wide the inner door, 
And haste to welcome Him. 

He stands without and faintly knocks, 

O list, and heed the call; 
Invite Him in to sup zvith you. 

And offer Him your all. 

For when you humbly offer self, 

And earthly treasures dear, 
You'll find He taketh not away. 

But hringeth Heaven near. 

And when within your heart the Christ, 

Is welcomed day by day; 
You soon will have a treasure trove. 

That none can take away. 

Your heart becomes an inner shrine. 

And God is ahvays there ; 
So daily gather purest thoughts. 

And deck the altar fair. 

Then let us roll the stone away. 

And bid the Christ come in; 
Let's open wide the inner door, 

And haste to welcome Him. 

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Life's Rosary and 

Matthew 6:19-20 

LOAT not o'er earthly treasures dear _ 
Lay no great stress on riches here ; 
But seek the safety vaults above, 
In which to store your deeds of love. 

For noble thoughts and deeds are sure, 
In Heaven's vaults to be secure; 
No moth nor rust can enter there, 
And safety lies in earnest prayer. 



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Other Ballads of Truth 

The Mountain Stream 

7\| THB joy it displays 

As it comes dozvn the hills; 
Leaping and dancing, 

And merrily prancing; 
Bubbling and foaming, 

Blithesomely roaming 
Its way down the mountain 

In numberless rills. 

Oh the freedom and love 

It inspires on its way; 
As it dances and sings, 

And happily brings 
Its cool pristine nectar 

To all living things; 
While it sparkles and laughs 

With joy all the day. 

What a lesson for each one 

The lovely stream gives; 
What a realm of delight. 

Could be zvrought o'er-night — 
// man zvould go singing, 

Lovingly bringing. 
But good to his fellows 

So long as he lives. 

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Life's Rosary and 

Mother 



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HO do we think of so far aimy, 
l^j Who do we long to see, day after day; 
Who do we mention when to Heaven 
we prayf 
Why Mother, of course, it is Mother. 

Who was the one that taught us to pray, 
Who asked God to bless and keep us each day; 
Who knelt by the cradle zuhen helpless we lay? 
Why Mother, of course, it zvas Mother. 

Who guided our feet in the paths of right. 
Who kissed us and prayed for us every night; 
Who labored and loved zvith all her might? 
Why Mother, of course, it was Mother. 

Who gives us hope and strength in our fears. 
Who comforts and loves us thru all our tears; 
Who makes us think more of God thru the 
years f 
Why Mother, of course, it is Mother. 



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Other Ballads of Truth 

VYf ^'^ could hang our troubles and tears 
bgBi -^^ ihe yard to air and dry; 
And then a breeze would come along, 

And blow them all awry; 
Perhaps most of them would be blown so thin, 

We never would bother to take them back in. 




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